Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 816: The Three Families, Six Sects and The Four Great Powers
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"Ghost Eye Sect, trigger the array! Unseal the Gates of the Underworld!"
"Eh? Moon... Moon God???"
Amidst the frenzy of the front lines, Old Ancestor Tianye once again unleashed the same technique he had deployed years prior during the Wu Clan conflict, directing his disciples to manifest the Gates of the Underworld.
Vicious spirits from the nether realm swarmed out, possessing a hundred times the strength they once had.
However, when a familiar shadow emerged from the Gate of the Underworld, he yanked the black blindfold down to his nose and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
Doubtful of his sight, he peered again.
Indeed, that zombie—who bore a striking resemblance to the Moon God usually accompanying Brother Dalong—actually rolled her eyes at him.
She then led the spectral horde of the Underworld in a charge toward the enemy Spirit Controllers.
Old Ancestor Tianye turned toward a sect elder with a somber look.
"Dispatch disciples to investigate. The Immortal Zhao Clan has a formidable Illusionist among them; I have just been ensnared by their trickery."
As the disciple hurried off to execute the command, Old Ancestor Tianye shifted his attention back to the combat zone.
He observed Xuanji, the newly appointed Sect Master of the Black Turtle Sect, establishing a defensive barrier with his disciples to protect the allied Azure Cloud troops from the barrage of techniques falling from above.
Wu Yazi, the fresh Sect Master of the Litian Sect, was proving to be truly remarkable.
Leading the Skyveil Sect in a specialized battle formation to slaughter their foes, it was evident that his disciples were the most bloodthirsty and fearless on the field.
The Cultivators from Longevity Mountain demonstrated mastery over various elemental techniques, wiping out enemies from afar.
Meanwhile, the members of the Artifact Sect offered tactical support using their specialized weapons and Spirit Tools.
Under Ye Xiu’s command, the Myriad Arts Sect disciples utilized their oppressive, tyrannical physiques to tear through the enemy ranks.
There was also Hundred Treasure Mountain, Azure Phoenix Mountain, and the Azure Cloud Pavilion... an endless stream of powers from the Azure Cloud Region were now fully engaged in the struggle.
Imperceptibly, they had evolved into a force capable of challenging an ancient entity with foundations as deep as the Immortal Zhao Clan.
The Great War against the Wu Clan felt like a fading memory, yet the prominent Sects of the Azure Cloud Region had never once relaxed during the intervening centuries.
While the Azure Cloud Region was now vastly more opulent than in the past, they had not lost the "ferocity" that had defined them in the eyes of outsiders centuries ago.
"Kill!" A thunderous cry resonated from the distance.
A small smile touched Old Ancestor Tianye’s lips as he looked toward the sound.
He watched as the four primary powers of the Azure Cloud Prefecture—the Nangong family, Red Star Fort, Great Ming King Temple, and the True Yang Faction—burst from the shadows, seizing the moment to invade the Immortal Domain.
The warrior monks of the Great Ming King Temple fought with staves, wooden fishes, and bronze bells.
The radiant glow of their Buddhist Dharma made Old Ancestor Tianye feel a sense of instinctive disgust, yet he recognized that while these monks might be viewed as hypocrites, their strength was undeniable.
Excluding the Li family and the Hall of Heavenly Principles, this Buddhist Sect remained the most potent organization in the entire Azure Cloud Prefecture.
The warriors of Red Star Fort were masters of concealed weaponry.
A cluster of black-clad figures merged with the shadows; having secured the Primordial Red Leaves of the Li Family as their core treasures, they truly earned their reputation as the most cunning force in the Azure Cloud Region.
The True Yang Faction fielded the fewest numbers, simply because the path of Literary Cultivation is exceptionally arduous.
Suddenly, the rhythmic sound of clear chanting pierced the night air.
The two supreme literary works of the Dao, "Four Seasons" and "Mountains and Rivers," were now compulsory scriptures at the True Yang Faction.
The scholars channeled the spiritual essence of the four seasons to repel foes and invoked the crushing weight of mountains and rivers to pin them down.
In contrast, the Nangong Family possessed the largest number of Cultivators.
Before the onset of this conflict, Nangong Xianliu had drained his family’s coffers to recruit a massive army of Cultivators from the Azure Cloud Prefecture to fight on his behalf.
Boom!
Old Ancestor Tianye’s expression suddenly shifted.
He noticed that reinforcements from the Duravia Trade Prefecture Immortal City had arrived.
Furthermore, coming from a different direction than the Immortal City forces, massive fleets of Spirit Boats appeared.
They emitted the dark auras of roughly thirty thousand Demonic and Evil Cultivators!
Old Ancestor Tianye wiped cold sweat from his brow; he had briefly feared these were mercenaries hired by the Zhao Clan.
Among these notorious outlaws of mysterious origin, one Spirit Boat was particularly prominent.
Li Xinnian, the current Head of the Li Family, stood beside Nangong Qingya.
The entire Immortal Martial Lineage of the Li family was positioned behind them.
"Go. Once this fight concludes, I want no trace of the Zhao Clan left within these two Prefectures."
As Li Xinnian lowered his hand, thirty thousand Demonic and Evil Cultivators let out wicked grins and stormed the Zhao Clan’s rear lines!
Old Ancestor Tianye wiped his brow once more.
"No wonder... it is no wonder the South Sea has been so turbulent lately."
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"Kuanghua!"
"Big Brother!"
Two powerful figures met on the field of battle.
Li Kuanghua had already expanded into a ten-meter-tall titan, his frame corded with bulging muscle.
The Buddha-Demon Disc operated like lethal appendages, reaping lives across the field.
Li Kuangren arrived as well, shifting into a massive golden ape that exerted a crushing pressure.
Standing ten meters tall, this was the true power of his Golden Ape Bloodline.
In this state, the two elites of the "Kuang" generation were like harbingers of death, their physical power reaching terrifying levels.
The Golden Ape King swung a massive blade in a wild frenzy.
A brutal grin crossed his ape-like features as he glanced down at the tiny enemies below, who looked like mere insects.
His rampage grew even more chaotic.
"It is no surprise you love Body Cultivation! Engaging in battle with a form like this is exhilarating!"
"Big Brother, do you see that Zhao Clan Divinity Transformation expert?"
Li Kuanghua crashed his fists together, his skin crawling with demonic sigils.
He looked up at a Zhao Clan Divinity Transformation Cultivator hovering in the sky.
"Let us see who can claim his life first!"
"Deal!" Li Kuangren bellowed, launching himself into the air.
On the ground, Ye Xiu—who had just reduced an enemy to dust with a single blow—watched them with gleaming eyes.
"Disciple! Kuangren! Don't leave me behind!"
As the three Divinity Transformation masters closed in, the Zhao Clan Cultivator’s face turned pale.
He attempted to retreat, but a roar from behind revealed a massive, two-horned Flood Dragon cutting off his escape.
"This one belongs to me!!!"
High above on a Spirit Boat, Li Tianyue, who was overseeing the tactical maneuvers, watched the allied forces pouring in.
She felt a sharp sting in her nose that she couldn't suppress.
Her son, Liu Wuhuan, stood at her side. He appeared significantly older than his mother.
Noticing her eyes turning red, he asked with concern, "Mother, what is wrong?"
Li Tianyue shook her head, letting out a heavy breath.
"It is nothing. I am simply overwhelmed. Our Li Clan has suffered through so many disasters; every previous battle was a desperate struggle for survival.
"I spent a century fighting on the Duskwild Prefecture front.
To return and find the family has flourished to this degree... I never imagined a day would come where we could simply crush our enemies like dry weeds."
"Indeed. Following this victory, our clan will reach unprecedented heights."
Li Xinghuo exhaled slowly.
With a flick of his wrist, a Nine-Headed Ghost Lion appeared, treading upon the air.
He mounted the beast, and it stepped through the void toward the fray.
He roared, "Asura Army, follow me! Slay the enemy!"
"Understood!"
The entire Asura Army deployed from the Spirit Boat into the chaos below.
Li Tianyue, refusing to remain a spectator, gripped her twin swords and dove into the fight.
Her leadership was no longer required—in both numbers and raw power, they were utterly overwhelming the Immortal Zhao Clan!